Higher education was just as foreign to me as this country was to my mother when she initially came to this country. While my mother could never have imagined she would one day be residing in the United States, I always knew I would pursue my education far beyond what my family was able to achieve.
My mother, sisters, and brothers emphasized the importance of education, how I could get farther than they could, allow me to have a good, comfortable job, and achieve the life I want. Despite their teachings, advice, and encouragement, I reached a point where they could not help me. The highest education my mother had achieved was middle school, my siblings' high school, and now I was entering a territory unknown to all of us.
Stepping into the world of higher education, I was simultaneously excited, confused, and terrified. From applying to acceptance to choosing my classes and then setting foot on campus, the process of getting there was isolating in a way that I had yet to experience, something that I would soon have to get used to. I struggled to understand the most basic concepts, things that many of my peers looked forward to or prepared for were completely lost on me. My only exposure to university life was what was presented in movies and TV, bustling open campuses, cheerleaders, sports, clubs, and parties were all that I knew of university life. Concepts that I now understand, as simple as the abreviations of classes and credit hours, were a foreign language to me. This lack of knowledge and guidance in the workings of a university presented the biggest challenge. I did not understand how to choose my classes to best benefit my long-term goals, how to apply for scholarships, how financial aid worked, or where to even begin looking for help with these matters.
Consequently, this resulted in many mistakes in my academic journey. I took classes I thought I would need, not knowing what was or wasn't necessary based on my major or what I would need to transfer. I took unnecessary classes and made mistakes, thus prolonging the pursuit of my bachelor's.
While my journey in higher education was a confusing and isolating experience, there was something my family instilled in me that pushed me through my hardship. Hard work and perseverence were the greatest assets in achieving my dreams. No matter the setbacks I faced, no matter the confusion, the loneliness, I knew that picking myself and moving forward was the only way to become what I wanted to be, to reach the goals I had set for myself.
After setbacks, struggles, but remembering the the values instilled in me, I was able to graduate with my bachelor's and now am eager to take all that I learned, my growth, and matuiry into the next phase into my life, pursuing my masters. Being a first generation student, my family may not have had the knowledge to guide me through my pursuit of higher education, but they did give me priceless insight, strength, and values that I will continue to carry with me throughout my academic journey.